Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life will you miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness.
The body is like floating clouds, the heart is like flying catkins, and the energy is like gossamer.
A wisp of lingering fragrance is here, what's the point of looking forward to a wealthy wanderer?
When will the syndrome come? When the lamp is half dim, when the moon is half bright.
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Xiaoya can't write an introduction. This poem is Xiaoya's favorite, and the meaning of this poem is the story written by Xiaoya's book.